Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Together] Kill the dorks! Bash their butts!

[Groans] No food, no shelter, no monkey butlers.

- [Thunderclap] - Exactly 300!

You liar. You don't have a home business.

What's that sound?

So this is your last chance to nominate colleagues for a values award

Make way for Reaper

- The monster! - [Growls]

Martin, draw up plans for a coconut radio...

Oh, grow up, Lise.

- [Grunts] - Hey. What the hell's going on?

We should've just swum for it like Otto.

Whenever nick goes down

Uh, can't make it in today, Mr. Smithers.

We may have to live on this food for a long time. So no more till tomorrow.

It'll be just like The Swiss Family Robinson, only with more cursing.

And they look pretty poisonous.

You wouldn't dare hurt me.

How may I direct your call?

Martin, draw up plans for a coconut radio and if possible, a coconut nintendo system

[Nelson] They're trapped in the cave. Move in for the kill.

[Groans] I can't go on.

In conclusion, Sudan is a land of contrasts. Thank you.

- Buy him out, boys. - [Chuckles]

- The law has spoken. - Ah, sucks to the law. [Grunts]

Oh, let’s say Utah

Run for your lives! Monster!

And there was that submarine with the screen doors.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Get out of sight, Marge.

Look. We can hide in that cave.